Monday, 7 February 2011

Bitter? You bet.

If my foot was quiet while I ran on Saturday, it was screaming bloody murder yesterday.

I could hardly walk. I could hardly put weight on it. Then, the next moment, the pain would be gone. After half an hour, it would come back. And so on, and so forth, the whole day. My planned short run in my VFFs had to be cancelled. I had to keep my mind and body occupied in other ways.

So first I compiled a 3-week training schedule. It consists mainly of short runs, about 3-4 per week, mostly home from work. Some days I run the distance twice (both to and from work, in other words). My "long" run is 12 km, although I might have to cut back on that too, judging by how my foot felt on Saturday after only 11 km. I've tried to fit in climbing, cycling, swimming, yoga and strength exercises on the other days of the week. It was no easy feat.

One of three weeks is an easy one, with less running. No quality sessions, nothing complicated, just short runs to keep me going while I try to figure out what to do about my foot. Amputation is on the top of my list. Booking an appointment to see the orthopaedic specialist is a close second.

Then I did an hour of yoga followed by some strength exercises. Don't think that the rest of the day I took it easy. Floors had to be vacuum-cleaned and mopped, bathtub to be scrubbed, recycling to be taken care of. I topped it all off by making veggie lasagne with mushrooms and lentils. Now that's a reward for a hard day's work.

The ugly truth is that my foot is not getting better. It seemed like it for a while, and then it got worse again. My feet have gotten stronger, but the problem hasn't disappeared. While my running buddies are planning great adventures and exciting races, I'm stuck with my 5 km going nowhere. Bitter? You bet.

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